Werewolf Makeup Men Novels & Stories

On the Goldman heir's wedding day, I take a small bite out of a piece of cake because I am hungry from waiting too long at the ceremony. But my fiancee, Sheryl Wilson, slaps me in the face immediately. "You really are shameless! How could you eat in an occasion like this?" Dazed from the slap, I look at the other guests, who are staring at us at the moment. Having tasted copper in my mouth, I turn on my heel and approach the heir with a plate in my hands. "The cake's pretty delicious. Do you want a slice?" Sheryl started to panic. She's about to drag me away when the groom of the wedding takes a small bite out of the same slice. He remarks coolly, "It really is tasty. I'll have my men prepare 100 slices of cake for the woman who slapped you just now."

As my due date approached, a massive discrepancy surfaced in the Galante family's arms accounts. The leadership made a swift decision. They sent me, Sophia Vitale, the Don's wife, the woman everyone claimed had nothing better to do, to personally inspect the armory and verify the inventory. I believed it was a routine check. I never imagined my husband's godsister, Monica Leone, would use it as cover to blow up the entire armory. The explosion was deafening. Fire ripped through the sky. Concrete collapsed around me, crushing my body as a searing pain tore through my abdomen. I did not call my husband on his highest-priority private line. Instead, I sent a distress signal to my father. In my previous life, the moment the explosion occurred, I had used that same priority channel to call my husband. The child had survived. Monica had been obliterated in the blast. My husband had claimed he did not blame me. He had said Monica was an outsider and that an heir mattered more. He had spared no expense, hiring elite obstetric specialists to monitor me day and night. He had told me to stay calm and wait for delivery. Then, on the day I went into labor, he personally locked me and the baby inside an abandoned warehouse drenched in gasoline and burned us alive. "If you hadn't deliberately delayed, she wouldn't have died. Do you really think playing the innocent victim could fool me? Dream on," he said. "You like playing with fire so much? Fine. I'll let you experience her despair yourself." When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the armory, at the exact moment of the explosion.

When the scholarship cancellations occurred at the University of Houston, Aileen was devastated as she was in her third year of university and would not be able to continue studying because of it. A year later, she meets the person responsible for the cancellation of her scholarship and those of many other girls: Oliver Price, the owner of a prestigious club on the outskirts of Houston: Moonlight and CEO of one of the most important companies in the country. Aileen decides to take revenge with some pranks, without imagining that she would be trapped in the life of the man she hated the most, but there was a small problem and many secrets: Oliver proposes a deal to free herself from her father's pressures: to commit to her while her ex bride gets married Aileen decides to accept and sign the contract on the condition that when he finishes he returns her scholarship. Now they have to pretend to be very much in love but time will make them understand that they had not pretended at all and that they were completely in love with each other.

Olivia's reputation as a star student and loyal friend is tested at Velmont Heights Academy when a new brilliant student arrives and threatens her spot. With her father's health declining, her brother's wayward life, and a mother worn out from constant hospital visits, her academic excellence is the one thing that keeps her going. Then there's Andrew, her male friend who may be more than just a friend. Lola, her girlfriend — the life of the party who hides behind her laughter. Davis, the guy who loves to tease her but maybe there's something more to it. Jack, who plays the piano and always seems to show up at the right moments. And Nora? Whose absence speaks louder than words. Her desperate attempts to hold everything together only lead to more chaos. As rivalries are triggered and alliances formed, secrets unravel and relationships break. Olivia is forced to confront the cracks in her facade and the truths she's tried so hard to hide. Will she find the strength to face her fears and be real... or will everything she's built come crashing down?

"On Monday we divorce," said Darwis Dawson without hesitation in his cold and low voice. "Aside from the compensation written in the divorce agreement, you can ask for whatever you want." "Why so suddenly?" My voice is lower than usual. Darwis answered briefly, "Kayra has returned." I know who Kayra is. After a moment of silence, I agreed, "Okay." * Darwis was Kate's first love for 24 years. Before that, he was the perfect husband in her eyes. The man was always patient, and gentle and almost never made her worry. Although it was difficult for Kate to accept when Kate found out that Darwis liked another woman. Kate still files for divorce from Darwis so that Darwis can look for the woman he loves. Kate chose to comply. However, the Dervish disagreed.

Book Two of Chasing The Monster Series Michael Scott is a werewolf special agent, working for the CIA. He is sent to the other side of the world to investigate one of the richest and most famous men in the world- Richard. Mike had to follow one single rule- Do. Not. Touch Richard's lover- Killian. Ever. Too bad Michael is very bad at following rules. And by the way- Killian is Michael's mate.

In Kieran Chase's eyes, I was not his wife. I was a non-performing asset waiting to be liquidated. When I got sick and asked for help, he became impatient. He said, "This is a minor problem. You can handle it on your own. No need to tell anyone." When I broke down in tears, he reprimanded me. "Losing emotional control shows weakness. It exposes the fragility of our alliance. I'll have the PR team teach you emotional management." Even when I called for help after a car accident, he hung up. "Nothing about you is important enough to interrupt a transaction worth hundreds of millions." I spent seven days in the ICU fighting for my life. On my first day home, I found Kieran leaning over another woman, his voice suddenly soft and coaxing as he convinced her to take her medicine. He opened his mouth to explain. I smiled bitterly and handed him the papers I'd prepared long ago. My tone mirrored his perfectly. "Mr. Chase, regarding our marriage project, the return on investment is unacceptably low after comprehensive evaluation. I'm formally proposing we terminate our cooperation. "Here's the divorce agreement. Sign it."

Though we've been in love for six years, Arnold Porter, the Chief Legal Officer of the Werewolf Council, has canceled our marking ceremony 66 times. The first time he did so, he claimed that Erna Porter, his adoptive sister, was coughing blood in the middle of her heat. Decked in my gown, I stood in front of the Altar of the Full Moon alone until the moon had disappeared from the skies and everyone had left. The second time the ceremony gets canceled, it was because he suddenly received a message in the middle of the ceremony, saying that Erna was abducted by Rogues. He tore off his robes and shifted into his wolf instantly, rushing to save her, while I was forced to endure the laughter of our guests. Whenever we are to hold a ceremony, Erna will always get into trouble and then seek his help. Finally, when he cancels the ceremony for the 66th time, both my wolf and I give up. I break up with him and leave. Three days after I traverse the borders of the snowy plains riddled with powerful winds that conceal my trace, he seems to go crazy. He sends the elite guard of his pack on a mission just to find me.

Rejected by her destined mate and betrayed by her pack, Luna warrior Sophie finds herself drowning her sorrows at a human bar. That's where she meets the mysterious Christian Knight - a powerful Alpha from a rival pack. Little does she know, he's not just any Alpha - he's her second chance mate, and her new boss at the pack's front company, Knight Industries.

One second, I was getting completely soaked by the rain, and the next… nothing. It was still pouring all around me, but somehow, I was dry. Confused, I looked up—and there he was. A stranger. He stood just behind me, holding an umbrella over us both. Tall, ridiculously good-looking, and wearing an Armani suit that fit like a dream. Like, seriously—who even looks that put together in a storm? And just like that, I was curious. Who was this guy? Read on to uncover the mystery. P.S. This is my first book on here, so if you enjoy it, show me a little love! Thanks for being here.